Chapter 4; Revelations
"Why would I tell YOU? Just because we worked together doesn't mean I had to tell you about my personal life. Besides, it's not like I told other people. Just my mom, the girls, and Toni. He didn't even tell his family who their mother was." Jessie glared down at James, her hair mussed and her hands clenched into fists. He stared up at her from the chair she had told him to pull up.
"So why are you telling me now? What's the point of telling me about your girls now, when we're not even working together? You're in charge, you don't have to tell me anything."
"I'm sending Mella into Johto, undercover. I need you to give her a couple strong pokemon. She likes grass ones. I knew you wouldn't give her the best unless I told you."
James closed his eyes, mentally reviewing the list of Pokemon in Team Rockets reserves. "I will never understand why your family has such a hard time admitting you're related," he commented sarcastically. "You'd think the people in charge of Team Rocket would have a better family life."
"Lay off. Giovanni being my father was just as much a surprise to me as it was to him. Luckily I'm not old and fat, so he's the one who had the heart attack. Now what do you have for Mella?"
"Well, we just got a shipment of Tangelas from Pallet town, and I took an Ivysaur from a Grunt who couldn't control it. And my old Victreebell, who is, of course, very well trained."
"Good. I need the strongest Tangela and your Victreebell on my desk by five. In their balls, of course. Standard red and white ones, since she's undercover."
"What about the Ivysaur?"
"No need for it. I gave all three of the girls a Bulbasaur instead of child support a few years ago."
James shook his head wonderingly as he replayed the scene in his head. Jessie, a mother? Horrid thought. He pitied the girls - then again, growing up as daughters of Antonio Sliph probably wasn't too bad. They probably had the highest-tech toys in the world.
He turned a corner and knocked on Jessie's door, then entered. Her secretary took the poke balls from him, and handed him a few memos about pokemon shipments. He thanked her, and left, eager to get home to his own small family.
"Why would I tell YOU? Just because we worked together doesn't mean I had to tell you about my personal life. Besides, it's not like I told other people. Just my mom, the girls, and Toni. He didn't even tell his family who their mother was." Jessie glared down at James, her hair mussed and her hands clenched into fists. He stared up at her from the chair she had told him to pull up.
"So why are you telling me now? What's the point of telling me about your girls now, when we're not even working together? You're in charge, you don't have to tell me anything."
"I'm sending Mella into Johto, undercover. I need you to give her a couple strong pokemon. She likes grass ones. I knew you wouldn't give her the best unless I told you."
James closed his eyes, mentally reviewing the list of Pokemon in Team Rockets reserves. "I will never understand why your family has such a hard time admitting you're related," he commented sarcastically. "You'd think the people in charge of Team Rocket would have a better family life."
"Lay off. Giovanni being my father was just as much a surprise to me as it was to him. Luckily I'm not old and fat, so he's the one who had the heart attack. Now what do you have for Mella?"
"Well, we just got a shipment of Tangelas from Pallet town, and I took an Ivysaur from a Grunt who couldn't control it. And my old Victreebell, who is, of course, very well trained."
"Good. I need the strongest Tangela and your Victreebell on my desk by five. In their balls, of course. Standard red and white ones, since she's undercover."
"What about the Ivysaur?"
"No need for it. I gave all three of the girls a Bulbasaur instead of child support a few years ago."
James shook his head wonderingly as he replayed the scene in his head. Jessie, a mother? Horrid thought. He pitied the girls - then again, growing up as daughters of Antonio Sliph probably wasn't too bad. They probably had the highest-tech toys in the world.
He turned a corner and knocked on Jessie's door, then entered. Her secretary took the poke balls from him, and handed him a few memos about pokemon shipments. He thanked her, and left, eager to get home to his own small family.
